Studying the topography of the syllables, my brain stretches to wrap itself around your lyrics, melodic, able to sooth, bien linda, you name it, 'una cancion para tu corazon,' the flowers with which you speak.

Hymns, promptly at dusk, kissing the sun good night, because, you tell me, I am the sun, and you are the moon, and you are perpetually chasing me, these words, a direct translation, 'from my soul to your ear,' you whisper. The flowers with which you speak.

A glance across a room, pretending you do not know me, a flightless flight. So many technicalities, my feelings do not mirror yours, any fool could see our assymetrical hearts, y dices, 'ven pa'ca princesa, te adoro.' The flowers with which you speak.

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I love this poem XD!!!! I absolutely love "Spanglish." It's absolutely my favourite language, even though it's not a real language. Just the way the words sound when you put them together is pure poetry to me in and of itself, but the way you have used these two languages and they fit together so naturally, so perfectly, really you have created a wonderful work of art with your words. The way the syllables play off eachother and just enhance eachother-it's just fantastic!!! Every word a gem in t... (more »)

dimeloquequieresreplied...Oct. 21, 2011 at 6:46 pm

p.s., I was thinking about reading this for school (speech team). Would you mind?